FRIDAY NIGHT DOG BLOG – TIME FLIES February 21, 2009

According to the Wikipedia entry the Roman Poet Virgil is responsible for the tag, “Tempus Fugit”. The expression was first recorded in the verse Georgics: “Sed fugit interea fugit irreparabile tempus”, which means, “But it flees in the meantime: irretrievable time flees”.
This week we might have sung of the wind and rain:

Just like the people down at the folk festival, a couple of weeks ago:

Difficult to believe, yet Dexter this week celebrated his third anniversary:

And Sasha seemed happy:

Dexter concentrates his attention:

As ever Sasha enjoys water:

(After the rain I look for leeches. Usually I will see about three of them waving away on my shoes and socks. The idea is to pull them off before they have a chance to dig in which they do very quickly. The good thing is that they do not cause infections, if the wound is kept clean. Of course, I have to watch the dogs for them,in particular their paws.)

Dexter in the frame:

Let’s be cheerful:

Time to say farewell for now with a song from across the Tasman Sea :

As we do, we will seek to join Friday Ark at Modulator again this week.

I wondered if you would like this song. I do not know anything about the singer or the song. The song grew on me, but I expect it is not to everybody’s taste.

Leeches are a characteristic of bush, or wooded areas, here, especially in summer after rain. Background information, from a television program, suggests that most leeches are aquatic, except that there are land varieties in Australia and South East Asia, which explains why you would not be familiar with them.

Quietly, they sneak between your paws and attach themselves to you. Quietly, they suck your blood…and you don’t realize it until you feel your toes stick with your own blood – that happens only when they’ve had their fill and when they are about to leave you any way…but then you are so mad at them that you pinch them out…oh…the squishy, slimy things! Yuck!

Good to know that you are fine – stay that way. Mercury’s attached this thank-you-note to my collar – will you detach it please?

hmm…thanks:)

Let’s see what it says.

“Dear Mr. wmmbb, thanks for your kind words. This dog seldom appreciates my drawings and there’ve been at least four such occasions when she had actually eaten them up!”

Hey…is that a thank-you-note or a complaint?
(Psstt…Mr. wmmbb, her data isn’t right. Most of her drawings taste better than they look:) I should know!)

You are right about leeches. I cannot believe how big they get when they have good feed.

Take it easy on Mercury’s drawings there Oorvi!

I found your description of an Indian wedding very interesting. I had some questions. Is there a marriage certificate issued by the government? Was it traditionally the case that records were kept at the temple? Or was it sufficient for the ceremony to be the record as memory?

Marriage certificates are optional. These two don’t have one. When about 300 people attend your wedding, and you have videos and hundreds of photographs as proof, you don’t really need a marriage certificate:) But then sometimes a certificate may be needed (I don’t know when – none of us in this legally lawless family knows much about law except about things that we shouldn’t be doing:) – so you go to the court and they issue you one (you need marriage pictures and witnesses to get the certificate.)

Well…that’s all that I know:( I wouldn’t want a certificate if and when I marry Johnny. (Sigh…will that ever happen?)